A/N: Chapter 20. I can't believe I've gotten that far! Not many reviews this time around, though… Huh. Guess you guys have stopped caring… Just kidding! There are a few of you that I haven't lost faith in!

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And that's it. I have to ask you guys a question; where do you want the story to go? (Sky, don't answer that. I already know.) Bye! Please review. Constructive criticism is welcome. Here's Chapter 20.

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One Year's Eternity

Chapter 20

Wednesday December 25, Legendsday

Shit. It's here.

I was trudging through snow that went up to my knees. I was just passing by Lon Lon, the caution tape and cop cars no longer there. The broken window, that I can only guess was Nabu's way of making a grand entrance, had been replaced with bulletproof glass. I felt chills run down my spine, not from the cold, but the chilling thought that my best friend was a murderer. I had no reason to trust him about anything. He had long since been put in jail. Ms. Dragmire had told us that she went to the police station every night to check if Nabu was still there.

But that was weeks before. Now, I wasn't sure.

It was still morning, and the sun was refusing to shine though the barrier of clouds. Every breath made tiny versions of the clouds that hung low in the sky. The snow was reflecting what light it could, and the few sparkles I saw in the pure white blanket were pitiful and miniscule. The thin powder that was on top whisked around in the wind. The solid, thick snow underneath didn't move until my boot made contact with the surprisingly hard surface. No snow was falling, but there were still floating flakes that made it up to my face, stinging my eyes.

I turned around when the warehouse came into view. The fence was still knocked down and there were still skid marks on the cement.

I followed my previously made tracks back to campus. Walking was easier this time around. Breathing wasn't. My phone buzzed against my numb leg. I stiffly pulled in out of my pocket. It was from Link.

the funeral was just scheduled. it's the 8th .

A sad sigh came from my mouth, resulting in a slightly bigger puff and a small coughing fit. My fingers barely had enough feeling in them to type. So I didn't.

It's almost surreal.

I could almost feel his eyes start to water. This 'bond' or whatever was stronger than just hearing voices. The next thing I heard was Link trying to change the subject.

I heard Sheik is transferring to Kakariko Academy.

A gentle smile curled at the corners of my mouth.

Good riddance, then.

I heard Link laugh. The tugging at my lips turned into a full smile. I saw a petite, old woman sitting on a porch, wrapped in a heavy shawl, staring at me. I quickly looked away, wishing my hair wasn't in my hood. This caused a light but audible chuckle from the woman. I slowed my steps to get a good look at her, or as good a look I could get from side-glances. She had fine hair that was a purplish shade of gray. She had an intelligent yet troublesome demeanor. She opened her mouth to speak, but she just started coughing. I stopped completely and turned to look fully at the woman with a worried expression on my face. She, after done coughing, laughed and waved a hand at me.

"Don't you worry about me, deary," she whispered. "I've been at this life for one hundred years at least."

That comment made my jaw unknowingly drop. The lady laughed again and patted her thigh, beckoning me up onto her creaky porch. I closed my dry mouth and obeyed her request.

"What were you smiling about, child?" she asked, as if I had known her forever.

"Um…" I wasn't about to reveal that I had powers to an old, possibly crazy woman that I didn't know. So I stretched the truth. "I was thinking about something my friend told me."

"Was it funny?" she asked, in a truly caring voice.

"It was more that I was smiling to his reaction to what I said."

"Oh, so it's a man?" she inquired.

"Y-Yeah," I didn't think she was listening that much.

The woman was quiet for a moment. I started to turn away, but right when I did, she asked me another question.

"What's your name, sweetheart?"

I had second thoughts, but I didn't think this woman could do any harm to me, or anything for that matter. So, after a few long seconds, I shakily answered, "Z-Zelda, ma'am."

"Oh, no need to call me 'ma'am'," she chuckled. "Just call me Anjean."

I stayed silent, not knowing how to respond.

"So, who is this man you were talking to?" her eyes lit up in curiosity.

I looked at the ground at fiddled with my numb fingers. The lady's head tilted to try to see my face. A kind smile curled onto her wrinkled features, her black eyes shimmering.

"A lover, eh?"

Even though my face was already red from the cold, I felt myself blush. I straightened up to face her, and gave her a nervous nod.

"Ah, young love," he grasped her hands together and rested them next to her heart. "Do you think it will last?"

I felt my Triforce try to glow from under my fingerless glove, but I pulled my jacket sleeve down on my right arm. "I hope so."

Anjean looked away for a second, and then shakily stood up out of her rocking chair. "You stay here, I'll be right back." She opened her door, and a quick, warm breeze flowed from the house. Anjean disappeared into her unlit house for what seemed like an eternity. I stood there, fumbling to get my phone out of my pocket to text Midna.

Where's the party for gifts?

She and Beck had been debating on where we should open gifts. Link, Mikau, Lulu, and I didn't care. I felt my phone buzz in my hand.

our room

I didn't need to reply. At that moment, Anjean walked out of her house slowly. She had in her hands a small wooden box with a Tiforce symbol on it.

"Give this to the young Courage Bearer."

I sucked in a breath. She reached for my right hand, and I obliged. She slowly took my blue glove off. My Triforce was raving in the presence of either this woman or the box she held.

"Wisdom," she coarsely whispered. "Give this to the man you speak of."

"How did you know…?"

The woman winked at me playfully. I accepted that as an explanation and took the box and my glove back.

"Don't open it until Link does."

My eyes widened.

"When you told me your name was Zelda, I thought there to be only one possibility to your lover. And I seemed to have guessed right!"

"Thank you," I mumbled with a genuine smile. She nodded her head slightly and sent me off.

As I stepped down the creaky steps, I held the box with extra care. Whatever it was, it had to be important.

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A/N: Write in a review what you think it is! And if you like Anjean being a part of the story. I'm sorry if this chapter is choppy and doesn't make sense. Tell me what you think! Bye!